Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anverth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the north to a Locksmith, Gimble learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He tends to his Locksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her eyes are silver and beady.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Verin is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Verin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. She carries with her a set of flails, each one with a topaz on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. The war was a terrible time for her, and Chaedi does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bricklayer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 cp.